This is a picture of my beloved Geography professor. He's about 95 lbs, and cute as a button in that skinny-dorky-nerd-with-a-sense-of-humor way.He got his PhD from Kansas. Today he went on a rampage because somebody made a Wizard of Oz joke at him earlier in the day. He told our class of 40 students that he, "wanted so bad to punch her right in the face." It was SO CUTE.

He just really hates really lame regional jokes, I guess. It's like when somebody from Connecticut meets somebody from Nebraska and says "So hows that war with the Indians going?" SHUT UP I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK WHEN YOU HEAR THE WORD NEBRASKA.

Somebody said that maybe the lady thought of the scarecrow when she saw him and his dead-pan reply was, "Man I've walked through WEST PHILLY." Then he just shook his head and continued with the lecture.

He just really hates really lame regional jokes, I guess. It's like when somebody from Connecticut meets somebody from Nebraska and says "So hows that war with the Indians going?" SHUT UP I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK WHEN YOU HEAR THE WORD NEBRASKA.

You should be like "too bad we couldn't have our war in the 1630s like you. Then we could've trapped and burned all the Native American women and children and called it God's will and jerks from other states wouldn't come tell us about it all superior."

He just really hates really lame regional jokes, I guess. It's like when somebody from Connecticut meets somebody from Nebraska and says "So hows that war with the Indians going?" SHUT UP I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THINK WHEN YOU HEAR THE WORD NEBRASKA.

Somebody said that maybe the lady thought of the scarecrow when she saw him and his dead-pan reply was, "Man I've walked through WEST PHILLY." Then he just shook his head and continued with the lecture.

hell, on the playground is where he spent most of his days. chillin' out max and relaxing all cool . . .

i saw the band red rocket, who are from philly, on tuesday night, and the singer introduced them as being "the red rocket, from west philadelphia". immediately, at least half of the crowd yelled "BORN AND RAISED!" at them. i was right in front and said "do you guys hear that a lot on tour?" the singer said, "every night, pretty much."

It took me like three months of living in West Philly before that finally left my head -- roughly the same amount of time that it took for me to stop humming Le Tigre's "My Metrocard" every time I got on the NYC subway.